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Transmigration as a Power Hungry Hoe [BL]

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Eiji the lover of an extremely powerful Demon is reincarnated, as an apology for causing accidentally pushing him into the reincarnation circle, he grants our trashy hoeball protagonist some OP ability's in his next life. THIS IS R18 BL SMUT

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Chapter 1The Beginning

Beautiful, talented, intelligent, all words that 24-year-old Ueno Eiji would use to describe himself.

Born March 2nd 1996 to the prosperous Eiji family in central Tokyo Japan. With two loving parents, a flourishing acting career and a mountain of wealth Eiji was set up to live a good life..... if only he wasn't such raging narcissist. Being a massive piece of shit was bound to make anyone's life harder than it needed to be. It certainly didn't help that due to his good looks and affluent backing nobody ever really challenged his arrogance. But like I said it all came to bite him in the end when one of his ex-flings stabbed him 48 times in the chest. Who would've thought taking the virginity of a recently released ex juvenile delinquent charged with 4 accounts of aggravated assault and then ghosting them was a bad idea ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

Luckily enough for Eiji he wasn't dead, well not exactly dead. When he opened his eyes he was laying down on his bed in his room. But that didn't make sense, he vividly remembered himself being violently stabbed just seconds pri-.

That's when he noticed him sitting cross-legged his long feet dangling off the edge of the bed. In his bewilderment while trying to quickly make sense of the situation he was in he failed to notice he wasn't alone in his room. They both just stared at each other with the man smiling in amusement. He had caramel like skin with long black hair wrought with continuous curls that touched the floor and a mischievous grin. Finally, the stranger opened his mouth.

"Mel, Mel" he said in a sing-song voice "I found youuu, reincarnation really didn't do your appearance justice I'm surprised I even recognized you like this, Ahh I guess I'll have to explain who I am, you really don't remember me baby??"

"Baby my ass" from what he could conclude of the situation it seemed like to Eiji that this dude was just a crazy stalker, he found it disappointing that a guy as handsome as this was crazy, but he wasn't really in the mood to entertain crazy right now. "tch" he grumbled under his breath "where the fuck is security right now" he spoke low enough but wasn't really concerned whether the other guy heard him, which he did.

Instead of getting angry or maybe even worried he chuckled and moved closer to where Eiji was sitting up on the bed. "Maybe this will help you remember" grabbing the back of Eiji's hair he pulled his head in for a kiss. The kiss was extremely forceful with the man's hot lips pressed up against Eiji's reluctant ones, when he retreated Eiji let out a gasp only for the man to hold open his mouth and force his slippery wet tongue inside his mouth.

The two tongue's fought for dominance in the tight space until the man won. While his mind didn't want to admit it his body liked it, it yearned to be dominated and captured by this familiar heat. His body finally relaxed under the man's forceful embrace, pleased by Eiji's complicit actions the man rewarded him by attending to his now throbbing hard on.

Just like the rest of his body the man's palms were feverishly hot, they roughly slid up and down Eiji's wet pre-cum covered dick. The moans he made were trapped by the continuous onslaught on his lips allowing him only to make feeble whimpers. After having his fun the man loosens his grip on Eiji who creams his cum all over him jeans and slumps on the bed.

What followed was a sharp pain that felt as if a needle was being driven through a point in his brain. It lasted a couple of seconds before his mind was flooded with colourful memories of things he couldn't remember. About heaven and hell, different dimensions, reincarnation and someone named Melancton.

Eiji sat there in silence for like a while just processing all this information until finally he spoke. "Are these....my memories?" he asked "No" the man replied shaking his head "those are my memories Mel, yours won't return until we get back to our dimension" "...If those are your memories.... that makes you Al'Gamoth and me Melancton right."

"Ding, Ding, Ding Bingo oh my love, Hell has been so boring without you, I've miss-" "YOU FUCKING BASTARD, YOU LAZY PIECE OF SHIT WHAT THE HELL TOOK YOU SO LONG, HOW DARE YOU SET ME INTO THE REINCARNACTION CYCLE YOU FUCKING CUNT, I'LL CASTRATE YOU !!" this shouting went on for a while until Mel was red in the face "yeah sorry about that" he said nonchalantly Mel reacted by swinging a hit in Al's direction that he easily dodged "seriously though couldn't you see how remorseful I am. I spent years looking for your soul and when I found your soul during your 650th reincarnation cycle I've ensured your lives are as smooth sailing as possible please forgive me my love I'll be sure to make it up to you when we return to the our dimension and for the rest of eternity" he followed this statement by gently pecking the centre of Mel's palm, his remorseful intent clear in his shining grey eyes. Eiji didn't know what to think, hell he wasn't even Eiji he was Melancton an immortal who was centuries old. He found it hard to wrap his head around for now but felt reassured knowing that his memories will be returned once he returns but to his dimension.

"So....." he began "why is it now that you've decided to interact with my soul. "Hmm its complicated since I don't know how much information you've absorbed from my memory, but basically so far you're been reincarnating in what is basically called the heavenly cycle.

Depending on how much positive or negative karma one collects in their lifetime it decides whether you are reincarnated in the heavenly or demonic cycle. Between each cycle every single choice you make is assessed and when the cycle ends it is calculated to decide where to put you in your next life, it's what makes the difference between you becoming a blade of grass to a human being or even to a heavenly cultivator if you're lucky.

Since you are already a heavenly immortal you already have an innate amount of positive karma, which caused you to reincarnate into the heavenly cycle. Since I am I demonic immortal I am not allowed to involve myself with matters concerning the heavenly reincarnation cycle, but at the same time I couldn't just sit back while my baby might be potentially going through hardship. I did what I could but like I said my involvement could only be very limited and I couldn't bare to be apart from you any longer, so I came up with a plan! It's not ideal but it means I can be with you sooner my love!"

"And what is this plan exactly?" Mel questioned which caused Al'Gamoth to avert his gaze a little "P...put you in the demonic reincarnation cycle".

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